Good morning. May the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ be with you today.
There is a nice little collection of Kindle deals to take a look at.
It may be surprising to know that in some cultures, tattoos are considered worse than adultery. What we do with that information has important implications for Christian unity.
“In the politics; the rage; the turmoil around and within us. In the fear; the conflict; the disasters in the news and in our neighborhoods. In the discouragement; the hopelessness; the loneliness that presses in on us in the night. Hush, now; peace.”
“I call the place sitrî– ‘my hiding place’ in Hebrew. It is a secluded embankment at the edge of a pond, about a ten-minute walk through the woods from my house. In my daily struggle to be more like Christ, who “often withdrew into the wilderness and prayed” (Luke 5:16), I go there as often as I can to meet the Lord in prayer. The place itself is easy to find; it is the Lord Himself who is my true hiding place. This is a shared blessing that all believers have in Him.”
I link to this one mostly because I so enjoy the absurdity of the headline: “Charles Stanley: Not Selling CBD.” Also because once upon a time, Charles Stanley played a very important part in my spiritual development—his radio show coincided with my drive home and I benefitted a lot from listening to it day by day.
CBMW has just released the new issue of Eikon, their journal for biblical anthropology. There are lots of articles and reviews to read.
This is a sweet reflection on material things.
This is absolutely true of sermons and many other forms of communication.
As I was preparing for the trip, I found myself wondering: Could there be anything related to Protestantism in the world’s most Catholic city? Feeling mischievous, I did some research, talked to a few people in the know, and decided to go looking.
I always wanted to be a hero—to sacrifice my life in a big way one time—and yet, God has required my sacrifice to be thousands of days, over many years, with one more kiss, one more story, one more meal.—Sally Clarkson